At a young age, your mother took you away from your father. She never told you why of course. You grew up in a trailer with your mom. She had a bunch of boyfriends so you were exposed to a lot of subjects. You got hooked on drugs by accident but it's stayed there.

You're now at a McDonald's with your Case worker. He had tried to find biological father. Your father told him to take you to a certain McDonald's. So here you are sat at a McDonald's table with a soda. Your case worker didn't buy you food. A man walks in, in a suit. He has black hair, olive skin and Onix eyes. He has deep bags under his eyes and slightly wrinkles. His hair has gray strands in it, and he's extremely tall with tattoos.

He sits across from you. "Hi sweetheart... You seem hungry, how about I get you some chicken nuggets... Does a ten piece sound ok?" He asks you. You nod and he smiles and orders for you.

"So, Mr. Genovese." Your case worker, Evan, says as he opens a folder. "We're here today to discuss the custody change from full time with the biological mother to full time with you. This is due to the recent passing of Iliana Snyder." Evan continues.

You glance up at your dad. He's staring at you. Seemingly uninterested I'm Evans speech.

"So, here are the papers. I'll go get you another drink sweetheart" Evan says as he gets up and walks off. Your dad leans in with a conspiratorial grin,

"Look, how about we slip out of here?" He asks. He's hiding something and you hate those who hide things from you. Especially adults. He spots some police officers show up and he gets up, he lifts you up fast.

Your name is Veda Snyder, you're 8 years old. You have Blonde straight hair that's super long and Onix eyes and pale skin. You're skinny from neglect, and you have track marks from drug addiction. Your mom's ex boyfriend Gavin got you hooked on them. Your mom was Iliana Snyder. You look like her a lot. You're in a baggy shirt that's too big for you. And shorts that go past your knees. You're dyslexic and can't read at all.